Philippa's short stories/Poems

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Monday, June 11, 2007

AU CLAIR DE LUNE

You plucked my heart when shone the moon And stars gazed down to light the shore But life’s bell tolled for you too soon When bomb blasts roared and sparked much gore. I saw but once the place you fought Where poppies spring in a blaze of red Their petals cast in the brisk wind caught In the fields... Sign in to see full entry.

ACHTUNG! SECURITY DIRECTIVE 101

The time of doom one day will dawn When the Party elite with edicts shall trounce You heroes who dare thought crimes to spawn. The goons will hunt in packs and pounce Alive they’ll plunge you in acid, in oil Smash up your bones with bullets and cane Till your will zaps and your secrets uncoil As... Sign in to see full entry.

THE SPECTRE

The wind howled shrill the panes to lash And ripped my mind from dreams and rest I heard moans trail; then the bulbs smash In my heart I feared a fiendish guest. The air turned gelid, I raced to flee To gain the stairs and cool my dread And face the form I braced to see. He glared; he scowled this... Sign in to see full entry.

LUX PERPETUA LUCEAT EUM

Your place lies bare where once I nursed Your wracked old frame no more to tread Life’s path with me now death has cursed Our love long blest and snapped the thread With which we bound our dreams and fears. I lay my wreath and hope to face The stab of the lance, bitter sweet tears To mist my eyes... Sign in to see full entry.

THE HUMANOL PROJECT

When your wits wane grey men will rise And haul you off to breathe your last “It’s orders!” they’ll bark to veneer their lies. All trace will melt of your life’s past As poison is pumped your organs to burn Your corpse they’ll toss into a hot vat Your body once swell will spatter and churn So cars... Sign in to see full entry.

TWO AND TWO MAKES FIVE

How long must thugs roam free to kill To rape, to rob and drugs to deal To lock them up Reid’s weak in will These base, foul brutes whose victims now reel From torment and grief, their lives sore wrecks. But to his post he clings to prove He’ll fix the farce of ill done checks And raise our hopes;... Sign in to see full entry.

PLANNING THE PERFECT MURDER

By the end of Friday prayers four young men had been recruited for Jihad following the sermon of the firebrand cleric Ahmed Siddiqui. “Muslims all across the world are being oppressed,” he had thundered, “by the brutal Israeli occupation of Palestinian land, Guantanamo Bay and the ongoing offensive... Sign in to see full entry.

STEP COUNSELLING

The door to the Gents in the House of Commons swings open and in strides the Chief Whip followed by a Government Advisor. Chief Whip: The country’s losing patience with us George. We’re down to 68. It simply won’t do. Govt Advisor: It’s Iraq that’s done for us John, haunted us from the start. I... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, June 10, 2007

BIG BROTHER LIVES ON

The intercom buzzed. Miranda stubbed out her cigarette and answered the phone. “Who is it?” “Dr Jones here.” Miranda’s face twisted in bewilderment as she pressed the button to release the door. Doctors seldom made house calls these days and most certainly did not show up unannounced. She shot a... Sign in to see full entry.

BORROWED TIME

Belgium, 1943 The moon rose into the blackness. Two figures silhouetted against its brightness scurried across a field, past the trees towards a farm outside Liège. “We’re on our own now,” gasped Pete from breathless lungs. It won’t be long before they start searching the area and find the wreckage... Sign in to see full entry.

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I am a member of the Milngavie Writers Group near Glasgow and I have written a number of short stories and poems. My subject concerns conspiracy and murder.

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